{So, I spoke to another writer, and apparently they love my story, and I feel appreciated! So that's what's bringing the update, because I have inspiration again!}
Chapter Three
Songs To Listen To if you wish to angst:
Kisses Back by Matthew Koma
Childhood by Sam Gellaitry
Sad Machine by Porter Robinson
Kinda Miss You by Deborah Cox{Niko The Kid Remix}
/\With Italy's group/\
Germany lead the way through an area which seemed dark. A song drifted through the air.
"I want my kisses back from you
I'm takin' all my kisses back from you
And every breath you held on to
I'm takin' all my kisses back from you
Give me the hello's and goodbyes
And pack up every morning and goodnight
I want the sunrises and moons
I'm takin' all my kisses back
I want my kisses back from you."
The sad and somber song flowed sadly and beautifully as they seemed to walk through a field. They saw France, and Italy, only much younger.
"Italy...I'm sorry, but...."
"Yes big brother France?"
"Holy Rome is dead..."
France then sadly walked away, and left a crying Italy. Prussia and Germany turned to the Frenchman, and raised an eyebrow.
"I regret leaving him there to this day."
France said somberly.
As a younger Italy sobbed, a voice began to speak to him.
"Itttaaalllyyyy......do not cryyyy...."
"V-ve?" The child looked up, and wiped the tears off his face.
"We cannnnn helpppp.....just reach outttt.....and we'lllllll hellllllppp youuu....."
"Really?" Italy slowly reached out, to a shady corner, and a tentacle like being grabbed his wrist. The Italian yawned, and slowly fell asleep as he was dragged into the shadows.
Then, a carbon copy stepped out, and skipped off as if nothing happened.
France fainted, and hit the ground with a thud.
Germany gaped and was stuck staring ahead.
Prussia was trying to convince himself what he was seeing was just a hallucination. This couldn't be real, could it?
The scene then shifted, and this must've been where Feliciano was being held captive, because the small, Italy they had seen being dragged away, was now here, still just the same. His clothes worn, and his body thin.
"You see what has become of your friend? You must save him. All of the ancients believe in you."
{wow that was short. I apologize for not updating, but, there will be somewhat frequent updates!}